Not the Trans Women’s Non-Violence Project. Don’t get it twisted. Trans women will defend ourselves against all forms of violence — be they structural, institutional and/or interpersonal.
Definition
GSM is an acronym for “Gender and/or Sexuality Minority.” This is the basic catch-all for people who are not cisgender and/or heterosexual. It is more encompassing than the traditional LGBT and other such acronyms while still including those who don’t identify as queer or who are…
Alright. So that at least somebody gets something good out of the kerfuffle that resulted from me posting this (just read the notes—you’ll see what happened), I am doing a giveaway!
Since Skin Spirits: The Spiritual and Magical Uses of Animal Parts raised a bit of controversy today, I’d like to give at least one more person in the world the opportunity to see what I actually said in there about working with the spirits in animal skins and other remains. (SPOILER ALERT: All I did was figure out while I was making stuff out of hides and bones that there were spirits in there, and I started talking with them—free-range, organic animism in the making.) So I’m giving away one copy of the book, free of charge, and I’ll even pay for the shipping. (And yes, of course I’ll sign it!)
So if you want a chance to win this book, all you have to do is reblog (NOT JUST LIKE) this post. That’s it. You don’t even have to follow me, though I greatly appreciate follows.
I’ll keep track of everyone who reblogs this between now and midnight on May 1 (the midnight when April 30 turns into May 1), then put all the names into a hat and draw one winner out.
……aaaaaaaaaand GO!
A Beetlejuice terrarium! This is adorable and clever. I could never own it, as the (lovable and snuggly) demon kittens would DESTROY it, but I love the idea of it.
This is a FANTASTIC version of Count Chocula! Via forgingsword:
Count Chocula - This is the first in my series of horror-izations of Breakfast Cereal characters. Frankenberry and Booberry are up next!!
Obnoxious flashing GIF? Duly noted.
The “W” of the WTF : GIVE-AWAY
To commemorate the release of Cottonmouth Kisses in eBook format, I’m comping signed copies of the old-school, ink-stained, perfect-bound paper version.
ELIGIBILITY :
Between now and 11:59 PM, Pacific Standard Time, March 31, 2012 : post/re-blog. You’re welcome to repeat this act as often — or rarely — as you desire … though due to the seizure-inducing qualities of this image, user discretion is advised.
Insofar as the contest is concerned, a quick click of the heart symbol doesn’t count. [ As for that four-chambered metronome hammering within my ribcage? “Counts” there, however : yes, of course! ]
Winners will be drawn at random. Apparently there are on-line resources to assist with this type of thing, but I’m too much of a luddite for such high-falutin’ fuckery. Besides, I’m fond of the element of surprise, of the sensory details evoked by wriggling my fingertips, picking slips of paper from a top hat.
No, you don’t have to be “following” me. Also fine if you’ve entered or won a contest … well, anytime.
I’m sure there’s something I’m forgetting, as this is my trial run with a promo of any sort via tumblrification — but between the gif and the stab-inducing soundtrack, courtesy of my neighbors?
Publish now / edit later
[ Thanks for your interest! ]
